Too Gone feat. Khalid

歌詞

No, oh, mm-mm-mm-mm, yea Ooh, I'm sorry if I missed your call Lately I'm just trippin' off this alcohol I'm not really used to you calling me back But I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone And I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone And I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone I'm not really used to you calling me back But I'm way too gone and I'm out of it hold up, what Way too gone, too many shots of Patrón what She wanna ride in a Maybach home skrrt Passed out, I can't pick up the phone brrt I don't call back, I got tall racks what She want Chanel and all that huh Might fuck her one time and I fall back huh She think I'm in love, what you call that? yuh, yuh Thinkin' too much, I been sippin' sippin' Said that she thought I was different what I want that money, go get it go get it, go get it, yuh Ain't buyin' her Prada huh She bad as hell but she can't get a dollar yuh Might call you tomorrow 'morrow With three freaks and they all tryna swallow woo Flexin' up, no departure flex Got a bitch gon' ride for me bitch But might fuck yo' bitch on a Snapchat Snapchat Pass her around, she a nat nat whoa Really not used to you callin' me callin' me I'm in love with the coupe coupe She too bougie, get the boot bougie Too gone on the juice rich Ooh, I'm sorry if I missed your call Lately I'm just trippin' off this alcohol I'm not really used to you calling me back But I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone And I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone And I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone I'm not really used to you calling me back But I'm way too gone and I'm out of it huh, huh Takin' a bottle, I'm outta here what She blow up my phone, I don't care brrt Ask if I'm high, I'm like, "Hell yeah" hell yeah Pull up to my crib with no underwear skrrt Hold up, bitch, I'm a star bitch Foreign swerve, don't push it to start swerve Shawty, you smart smart, ooh Ooh, she a model but she can't get the part whoa Couple tequilas tequilas Fuck yo' mamacita 'cita, 'cita Right when I meet her meet her, meet her Chanel on my feet yuh Maybach with curtains 'tains She tryna hop in in Bitches, I'm blockin' yuh They keep on callin' whoa She wanna fuck on my wrist wrist, ice It's lit it's lit Bitches, they takin' they pics pics, pics I'm rich rih' I slur when I slip a little I got two bitches and I'm in the middle whoa Came up from a nickel nickel That's your girl, got her on a rental bitch Ooh, I'm sorry if I missed your call Lately I'm just trippin' off this alcohol I'm not really used to you calling me back But I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone And I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone And I'm way too gone and I'm out of it way too gone I'm not really used to you calling me back But I'm way too gone and I'm out of it